My Pants Fell Down

I live in Florida and so I wear shorts for most if not the entire year. I used to live up North where the usual garb during the winter months was boots, knitted hats and matching scarfs. When I moved to Florida I swore that I would wear white all year round as well as shorts or slacks or any type of pants, except for pants what would fall down.

Well, to get to the point, I went to the shopping mall to buy some shorts, a few tops and one or two or maybe three cotton slacks.

I went to the racks that advertised Baggy Pants. Each rack was filled with different colors of these lightweight summer pants. Some were pink, others were light blue. Another rack was filled with pants that were a light green. Standing alone was this longer rack that had various sizes of baggy pants that looked like jeans.

I never heard of baggy pants for women, I did not like the shades of some of the colors. What I did like was the stretch waistband that is great for those women, like me, who have more than a little excess fat around their waist.

I ended up by buying three pairs of these lightweight baggy pants; a few matching tops of a variety of colors and prints, and ended up at the checkout counter with a hefty bill. But what the heck, look at all of the clothes that I got.

I went home and put all the clothes that I bought on hangers, and hung them up in my walk-in bedroom closet. I took out all of my shorts and tops that I have not worn in years. They did not fit. Then I walked out of the room.

A few days later I decided to wear one of the newly purchased baggy pants. I was so excited, I did not know which one to choose and ended up with the pants that looked like jeans.

I put them on and they felt so comfortable. The waistband was loose enough so that it did not squash all of the excess fat beneath. The pants were very lightweight and since it was 90 degrees outside, they kept me feeling cool and comfortable. I had no idea why they were called 'baggy pants', but I was soon to find out as the day progressed.

When I left the house my baggy pants felt just like any other pair of lightweight slacks. The waistband fit, the length was perfect and the area around the 'rear' was neither tight nor loose. I selected one of the matching tops I bought, and preceded to go out of the door, into my car and on my way.

My first stop was Target. I had few things to buy and exchange. The pants started to feel a little loose - but good. The pants did not fall down.

I got back into the car and drove to my second destination. I had to go to the Post Office to pick up a package. I got out of the car, and my waistband felt loose. I had to pick it up so it fit snug around my waist. The crotch of the pants was lower than before and the area around where I sit was loose and 'baggy' - and so were the legs of the pants.The pants began to fall down.

I drove to Publix to buy food. I got out of the car and had to pull up the pants. As a matter of fact, I had to turn over the waist in order to have it fit in the crotch area. I looked in the mirror in the ladies room and gasped as I saw how horrible my once beautiful baggy pants had looked.

I did what I think every other woman of my age would do. I folded up the pants, took the others off the hangers in my closet and packed them back into their original bag, and returned them all to the store and got my money back.

The moral of this story is, do not buy summer pants that are labeled, as 'baggy pants' because the title they give is a hundred percent right. They are living pants that seem to grow and get bigger each time you wear them, bend over or go into and out of the car and fall down.

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